Chapter 390 Yi Xiu 8
The weather in early autumn was pleasant. Although there was a slight breeze, Yixiu and Honghui did not feel cold while taking a walk.
The Zhixinzhai where they lived was to the west, and behind closed doors it formed an independent quadrangle. Because of Ulanara's family background, and the fact that she was the only child in the mansion, this courtyard had always been hers alone, and the few newcomers who came in had never been forced in.
Honghui turned six this year and was originally going to move to the front room, but this illness has delayed it until now, and I don’t know how Yinzhen will arrange it.
Yixiu ordered someone to set up a chair for her and sat in the corridor, watching Honghui and a few little girls playing shuttlecock. She was thinking about how to keep her son for another year or two, at least until the dust settled in Fu Jin's belly.
Otherwise, Yixiu would always be worried if she let her son go to the front like this.
"You have a leisurely life."
Yixiu, who was thinking about something, heard a low male voice. She turned her head and saw Yinzhen walking behind her with his hands behind his back, looking like a boss.
One of them was standing and the other was sitting. Yixiu had to look up at him, which made her feel uncomfortable. She wanted to stand up from the chair and salute, but Yinzhen pressed her shoulders and pushed her back.
"You still look pale. Have you called a doctor?"
The perceptive young eunuch had already brought an official chair and laid out the mattress. Yinzhen lifted his robe and sat on it, then waved to his son, who was holding a shuttlecock and had been secretly watching him, to come over to him.
"Lord Lao is worried. The doctor said I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest."
Yinzhen nodded after hearing this, and with his big hands he pulled Honghui to his side and took a closer look. Although Honghui was still a little thin, his complexion was rosy, his eyes were bright, and his voice when he greeted him was loud and powerful. He knew that the child was indeed doing well, and he was naturally happy.
Turning to Yixiu, his tone became even gentler: "I see that Honghui is recovering well. Thank you for your hard work."
He looked at Yixiu's face and sighed softly, "But you should not only care about the child, but also take care of your own body."
"I'll save myself the trouble. But Lord Beile has to worry about things outside and is also worried about my sister. The weather has been fluctuating recently, so Lord Beile must take good care of himself."
It’s easy to say nice things.
Yixiu was happy to do these things just by talking. She said nice things as if they were free. Without doing anything, she made Yinzhen feel that the concubine was indeed a good woman who was devoted to him.
"By the way, Lord Beile is here at this time, but do you have any instructions?"
"...I just remembered that you didn't look well today, so I came to see you and the child."
Yinzhen was silent for a moment, but what he said made Yixiu scoff. If he was really worried, why would he choose such a good time? If it was any later, she and Honghui would be asleep.
"Well, Honghui is six years old this year, and it's time for him to go to school. I originally wanted him to move to the front. Boys can't always be kept in the backyard. They still need to study and learn."
Yinzhen's eyes wandered for a moment, and he turned to talk about Honghui moving away, taking the opportunity to change the subject.
Yixiu guessed correctly. He suddenly came to Chixinzhai not out of concern, but... he had a small conflict with Fu Jin.
In fact, this matter was simple. After they returned, Rouze remembered Defei's teachings, and she was pregnant and could not serve him, so she pushed Yinzhen out.
To be honest, even though Yinzhen only loves Rouze now, he actually accepts her behavior of avoiding favor and recommending a new person during her pregnancy. After all, when he only favored Rouze, he would always spend two or three days of the year staying overnight somewhere else.
Of course, these times he was almost pushed out by Rouze.
So today, when Rouze said tenderly, "I'm not feeling well. Silang, you should go and visit the other sisters," he said without thinking, "Then you should have a good rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."
As a result, Rouze's tears fell instantly. When asked what was wrong, she just shook her head. When he wanted to comfort her, she pushed him away.
Yinzhen felt annoyed and didn't know what to do. He staggered all the way to the door of Zhixinzhai. He thought since he was already there he might as well come in and take a look. However, he ran into Yixiu playing with her son in the corridor.
So leisurely and carefree.
Yinzhen admitted that he was a little envious.
"I don't know anything about the upbringing of my prince, so I'll follow Lord Beile's arrangements. But I'm worried about Honghui's health, and now that autumn has arrived and it's getting colder, it's not easy to move him. Lord Beile, do you think we should wait until after the New Year and the beginning of spring to have Honghui move to the front?"
Yixiu's unhurried tone had a soothing effect. Her clear and logical words, coupled with the rhythm of her words, inexplicably alleviated his irritability. Yinzhen had just brought up the topic casually, and Yixiu's request was reasonable, so he agreed without hesitation:
"That's fine. Even though I'm recuperating, I can't completely abandon my studies. I'll just cut the previously assigned homework in half."
Honghui nodded obediently and puffed out his chest: "Don't worry, my son will study hard and will never miss any lessons!"
"Good, this is more like my son, Yinzhen."
Seeing that the father and son had a good relationship, Yixiu just sat aside and didn't interrupt. No matter what her relationship with Yinzhen was, they were father and son, husband and wife, and they could only be entangled for the rest of their lives.
Seeing that it was getting dark outside, and Yinzhen and Honghui were getting more and more excited in their questions and answers, she had no choice but to stand up and tug at Yinzhen's sleeve: "My Lord, why don't we go inside and take the exam again? The wind is so strong outside, don't let the wind blow on you two."
"It's a bit cold."
Yinzhen was taken aback by the other party's natural attitude, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he held Yixiu's cool fingertips with his backhand and said, "Come on, let's go inside first."
As they said this, they walked into the house holding hands.
Honghui was still in high spirits, and only felt sleepy after being questioned by Yinzhen for a quarter of an hour.
"You've learned your lessons well, but don't get complacent. Go to bed now."
Although he was very satisfied with Honghui in his heart, Yinzhen still maintained his stern father's demeanor on the surface. He encouraged his son with great dignity and gave him a few words of admonition. Both father and son were satisfied.
After Honghui went back to his room to sleep, he turned to Yixiu and said with a smile: "Honghui is really a good kid. When it comes to learning, he has some of my personality."
"It's only natural that a son resembles his father. Honghui naturally looks like Prince Beile."
Yixiu smiled and silently gave this narcissist the middle finger in her heart.
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